After tinkering with the Power Control Purity Assistance module, they focused on how it worked.

Through their eyes and senses, they could discern the depth of energy emitting from every object.

Then, through a rating system, they could see the quality of purity of energy each emitted.

There was also a shadow that could repeat their movements to help them improve their control.

"However, purity? What is this for?"

For most of them, who hadn’t heard the term, it had no clear purpose.

Could it improve fighting ability, control, or training?

Reading further through the submodule, they quickly learned the benefits of high purity.

Purity of power essentially turned a piece of void into highly saturated energy.

If 50% purity meant half their power was filled with redundancy, then 70% meant only 30% was residual.

Mastering higher purity allowed them to store more energy and deal higher-damage attacks.

More importantly, once they reached a certain threshold, they could easily break through bottlenecks and build a higher foundation.

For this alone, everyone was excited.

Although it would require long, arduous training, it gave them hope of reaching those high and lofty cosmic elites.

Lastly, purity was also useful for arrays, potions, planting, beast taming, and even finding treasures.

Higher-purity treasures usually meant higher quality and a richer history.

Calming their excitement, they eagerly followed the shadow, teaching them how to increase purity.

Yet, like blind people who can’t imagine colors, their progress was abysmal.

They couldn’t grasp how to finely control their power, separating impurities from what they needed.

Although they knew what was useful and what wasn’t, they just couldn’t move it.

"How does this even work?!"

Frustrated, some couldn’t help but punch the ground.

Having been given the senses and the line to trace, yet still unable to act, they felt utter trash.

"Don’t be in a hurry. Purity in power does not come from training alone but from intention. You should integrate it into your daily training, work, and life," one of them encouraged.

"How do you know?"

"It’s written in the module. You should read the instructions before attempting to use it."

Hearing this jeering remark, everyone came back to their senses and found various precautions.

Indeed, achieving purity does not rely solely on training but on grit and daily habits.

Fortunately, the Neon Star Alliance seemed determined to let them train in the purity of their power.

Not only was the assistance module cheaper than others, it was also linked to high-reward tasks on the Mission Board Module.

Once their purity reached a certain threshold, they could accept tasks and earn more money than before.

With all these incentives, everyone was more eager than ever to train their purity.

---

Meanwhile, as they focused on training, Nash directed high-level professionals with at least 90% purity to build the first Neon Battleship.

"Is this really necessary, Supreme Leader? Even with everyone, it would take hours to complete an engraving on a single Neon Battleship."

Although there was a real-time guide on what and where to engrave the runes onto the battleship, it was too demanding for their minds.

A little lapse in judgment would result in failure.

A single failure meant a battleship, and everyone’s work was scrapped into trash.

After a few days of work, out of a hundred battleships, they produced over a dozen.

If this continued, they might go crazy.

"It’s better to focus our work on the great array and wait for others to reach the required purity before mass-producing the Neon Battleship," one of them suggested.

They were tier 6 and 7 professionals, the tip top of the Neon Star Alliance.

Being relegated to manual labor was not only insulting but also tiring.

"You have no other choice. We need some samples to promote our name. Don’t worry. After you build a thousand you can do other things," Nash promised.

It was indeed a waste to have them here; however, lacking anyone he could rely on, he could only assign them.

"Hah. We only hope those little recruits train up quickly!"

"Hopefully! Don’t make us wait too long. Building a thousand Neon Battleships will kill us!"

"All right, enough complaints. Move your hands. The runic engravings need to be connected in time, otherwise they will fail!" one of the professionals said.

"Damn, this is hell!"

"Just hold on. Things should get better soon," Nash comforted them.

---

While they worked on the Neon Battleship, Aykroyd began building more tier 6 battleship production lines.

After returning to the Azure Public Trading Zone, Nash was able to buy more materials to build a production line.

Although it was only good for 70 production lines, fewer than before, it was better than nothing. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

In the future, once they had more money, the production line could be expanded.

Besides the battleship production line, a few scientists were also building a high-potency potion production line.

After all, they couldn’t just sell battleships.

Without other specialty products, even if they attracted customers, they would remain mediocre.

To stand out, they wanted to mass-produce high-potency potions and sell them at a lower price than the market.

Unfortunately, given their technology and materials, the limit they could mass-produce was tier 4 and 5 potency potions.

As for tier 6, without enough skill and rare materials, no matter how Nash deduced a plan, it wouldn’t work.

With everyone working toward a goal, time passed in a blaze.

---

Half a year later, eight months since they began interacting with the outside world, Nash was back at the Azure Public Trading Zone.

Looking at the Neon Star Alliance Headquarters, Nash couldn’t help but smile.

"Not bad. The work is quite fast."

"As long as the money is in place, there’s nothing that can’t be achieved here," Marcellin said confidently.

"But I haven’t even paid."

"It’s a loan. You will pay it eventually."

Although it was a large investment, for the Azure Heaven Alliance, it was nothing.

As long as they could befriend these top-tier teams, it was worth it.

"You flatter me..." Nash sighed.

It seemed the debt he owed wasn’t just money but also favors.